Become the Wife of A CEO

“Well then, since you say so I won’t be polite to you, let’s think about it as we walk, I’ll always know what to eat later.”

Odell’s face showed a smile of understanding, then lifted his steps to walk towards the courtyard of the theater group, before he took two steps the smile on his face immediately froze.

Olive looked at this abnormal action, raised his eyes and followed the line of sight to look over, not far from the road beside the parked a long version of the Lincoln, the backseat window slightly open, Olive obviously glimpsed Odell’s father sat in the face of iron color.

The tight lines of his face, coupled with the fact that he took good care of it and his skin wasn’t the slightest bit saggy, looking at him gave people a kind of pressure in the middle of relentlessness, and Olive just glanced at it before hurriedly lowering her head down to not dare to look over there again.

“Mr. Odell, Mr. Troels has something to say to you.” A strong middle-aged man came down from the driver’s seat, and even arrived in front of Odell and lowered his head, respectfully saying to him.

Troels acted with his own style, even the people around him were just as unsmiling.

“You go over there first, I’ll wait for you here for a while, if you’re delayed in anything, just drop me a line, I’ll do the same next time I invite you to dinner.” Olive said with a soft smile at Odell.

Odell nodded slowly and frowned as he walked over towards the stretch Lincoln, the middle aged man who had gotten out of the driver’s side didn’t follow him up again.

Odell quickly got into the backseat, and once he was there all the windows of the car were shut tight, and Olive could vaguely see Troels and him talking in the window.

But the blur can not really see, this car is worthy of so expensive luxury car, they are only one or two meters away from it, but even a little sound can not be heard.

Olive’s front foot is still marveling at the car’s excellent soundproofing, the next second he heard Troels’ furious voice.

They were probably arguing inside the car, and Ludo’s father was so agitated that even with the windows closed Olive could faintly hear him.

“Why do you have to keep on fooling around! How many times have I told you to give up all this showbiz business and hurry home to handle the family business for me! I only have one son like you, if I don’t leave the family business to you, do I still want to leave it to outsiders?!” Troels was very emotional and did not hide his voice at all.

It turned out that he came to the inside of the theater group today to besiege Odell just to let him follow him back to inherit the family business, which was actually a reasonable thing to do, after all, Odell only had one child like him in his family.

Compared to his father’s anger Odell’s voice can almost be described as inaudible, Olive from beginning to end did not hear him say anything, the back of the car was also put on the black protective film, inside the two people actually do what can not be seen.

Olive stood outside the car and waited for two or three minutes before Odell pulled the car door down and slammed it shut, his face as cold as ice.

His father didn’t open the door to stop Odell, and the driver got into the stretch Lincoln right after him, then started the engine and left the spot.

Odell turned his back and didn’t look at his father, his face was so hard Olive had never seen him look like that before.

Neither one of them left, Odell stood still his body stiff, his face lines tense enough for Olive to feel his anger.

“Just don’t be angry, I’m treating you to a nice meal today, so hurry up and think about what you’re going to eat later.” Olive said as she walked up to him and softly calmed him down, even winking at him playfully.

“I’m sorry about just now, I had thought I could keep my emotions in check, I hope I didn’t affect your mood.” Odell sighed and spoke slowly to Olive.

“Don’t you say that, anyone can lose control of their emotions at times, and it was nothing I thought.” Olive nodded very graciously before saying rhetorically, “Come on, let’s hurry up and go eat.”

“Uh, well, I don’t have much of an appetite right now, so you might as well pick what you want to eat, as long as you’re happy.” Odell looked at Olive and said in a serious voice.

Olive panicked and skimmed her head, her mind was quickly thinking about what exactly she should eat for lunch today, she didn’t want to spend too much time on this, she just wanted to hurry up and get this over with, after taking a few steps towards the outside of the set she saw a new Japanese restaurant on the second floor across the street.

“Then in that case, let’s go eat Japanese food for lunch.” Olive pointed to that side and said to Odell, after she finished speaking, she saw his face immediately fall, and finally even gave herself a meaningful look and took the lead to walk out with a step, as if all the enthusiasm had been poured out all of a sudden.

Olive slowly followed behind him, not knowing exactly what he said wrong, turned his head and looked at that Japanese restaurant suddenly remembered that such light dishes, is Shane usually preferred.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

No wonder Odell’s face was not so good just now, Olive did not know what to say, only blame herself for not doing more thinking when she spoke just now, she was not good to say any more words, can only follow Odell God to walk to that Japanese restaurant.

This restaurant is newly opened, the decoration is very chic, this time at noon to eat is not too many people, the dining environment is very elegant, Olive and Odell two people eat who did not say more words, quiet eating.

Odell’s mood is a few points worse than just a few minutes ago, Olive knows that she made a wrong choice at lunch today, she is not good to say anything more, just bury her head and look at the sushi on the plate slowly chewing.

“Olive, there’s something I want to ask you.” Odell asked Olive seriously as she set her glass down next to her after drinking her water and placed her hands on the table.

“I want you to tell me right now, in no uncertain terms, are you with Shane because he’s rich and powerful?”

His words hit Olive like a thunderbolt in the head, and a mouthful of bruises clogged her throat.

Olive put the cutlery on the table and looked at Odell and said coldly: “How can you say that? Do you think I am with him just for the sake of money? Odell I ask you, how on earth do you see me as a person?!”

After saying that she didn’t delay much, she stood up with her bag and tried to leave.

Odell did not catch up to stop herself, Olive also three or two steps downstairs, but also in the side to call a car straight back to the apartment, all the way she thought about Odell’s words, the anger in her heart even more turbulent.